i'm living in a vacuum of apathy and detachment, my brain frozen of all thoughts and emotions. it's a little empty, a little cold where i am. i distract myself with a multitude of activities and movements. words that form in my brain are short, clipped and to the point. gone are the flowery expressions, the complications, the passion. life is easier when you don't think about it. i was informed that someone close is ill, to which i greet the news with more aloofness. the walls are dense. nothing seems to get through.